Thanks for the invitation. I'm in Type-Moon, inheriting the legacy of Zi-O.

"So you call me a god, huh?" Just as he was about to press his advantage, a hand grabbed him.

"Let me see who's still blocking my way—" Suddenly, Nianzhuo saw the owner of the hand.

The strongest player, the righteous pediatrician, the invincible motorcycle rider, Emu Hojo!

"No, Emu? You're not?" Turning to look at the two Dan-sei father and son who had been knocked unconscious and had their transformations deactivated, Nen-cho finally understood what they were doing. "You two teamed up to test me..." Emu just smiled awkwardly at this.

"This, this was their idea. Anyway, make good use of this player's power. I believe in you, Nianzhuo. This power was given to me by your past and future self. I'm passing it on to you now." Dragging the father and son along, Yongmeng said a labored farewell to him, and then the Mirror World shattered once more. Nianzhuo, finally, slowly drifted into a true sleep.

"Phew... Ah, that was a good night's sleep." Nian Zhuo propped himself up and looked around. "The ceiling looks a bit familiar..." He suddenly felt a heaviness in his right hand. Turning his head, he saw Miss Ophelia, who was gently dozing off beside him. Helpless, he could only pat her head with his left hand. Nian Zhuo smiled softly, "Thank you for your hard work, Ophelia."

"Ah, you're awake," a faint female voice came from the doorway, accompanied by the sound of quick footsteps. A beautiful girl with crystal-clear purple hair walked over.

"Congratulations, host, on completing the mission: Meeting with Emu Hojo."

Reward: Ex-Aid watch face x1

Additional hidden quest completion: Gain Emu's recognition

Reward: Kamen Rider Cronus trial card, God Limit State x1

"Speaking of the system, why wasn't the reward for gaining Yongmeng's approval given to the Invincible Player?" Nianzhuo was puzzled by the different reward compared to Zhan Tu's and couldn't help but ask the system.

"Because the invincible player's abilities are too overpowered, the reward has been changed to a trial card for Cronus and the God Limit state. This will also be considered an enhancement for the host who lacks attack power," the system's emotionless voice came again.

Nian Zhuo nodded, returning to reality. Suddenly, Mashu grasped his hand. "I... I have some questions for you."

Something seems off with my Chaldea?

"I...I have some questions for you," Mashu said, grasping Nianzhuo's hand. Her purple eyes gleamed with curiosity, and although her face remained expressionless, her excitement was palpable.

"W-what's wrong, Miss Mashu?" Nian Zhuo had never seen such an imposing little eggplant before. He could only see her in the game through her character art, but now that he was seeing her in person, this old otaku was about to acknowledge her as his wife again.

"Excuse me! Are you a Heroic Spirit from the future?!" With starry eyes, Mash asked this strange question. "I saw your Noble Phantasm and your battles before and they were really cool. Also, I couldn't find any famous people with the name Tokiwa Sougo in the past, so you are a Heroic Spirit from the future, right?!" Mash seemed very interested.

“Well, that’s true. The Throne of Heroes has no concept of time; all Heroes, past and future, are recorded,” Nian Zhuo said, patting Mash’s head and feeling the smooth texture of her hair. With a friendly smile, he answered Mash’s question.

"So, in that case, you've seen the outside world?" Mashu finally revealed her purpose—not to investigate Nianzhuo's information, but rather her longing for the outside world. "The doctor said the outside world is beautiful, very pretty. But my physical condition doesn't allow me to go out, and besides, outside Chaldea... there's only endless snow," Mashu said, lowering her head, a hint of sadness in her eyes. "I understand my physical condition is very poor, so to avoid worrying the doctor, I'll stay obediently in Chaldea. But I really yearn for the descriptions I've read in books. Could you tell me about them when you have some free time?" Mashu looked at Nianzhuo hopefully. "Of course, Miss Mashu, I'll tell you everything I've seen." He pinched Mashu's cheek, and with a small groan from Mashu, Nianzhuo smiled and said goodbye. "See you later, Mashu." "See you later, Mr. Nianzhuo."

After Mashu finished speaking, she walked out. Then, Nian Zhuo smiled and looked at Ophelia, who could no longer pretend to sleep, and said, "What's wrong, Ophelia? Want to sleep a little longer?" Ophelia glared at him with an annoyed expression. "Ugh, you really are the enemy of women! Don't you dare lay a hand on Mashu! And I haven't forgotten the humiliation you gave me!" Ophelia's eyes sharpened, and she stood up, grabbing Nian Zhuo's collar. Unexpectedly, Nian Zhuo pulled her closer and whispered in her ear...

"Oh, my little darling, don't be in such a hurry, or it'll be like last time. Although no one knows now, if you provoke me again, I'll spank you in front of everyone in Group A next time." Looking at the blush on her face, Nian Zhuo was secretly overjoyed.

"So, may I ask my servant Nianzhuo, what are you doing to Miss Ophelia right now?" Suddenly, a female voice came from behind Nianzhuo. Turning around, she saw Director Mary standing there without her noticing. Looking at the two of them in their ambiguous position, Miss Mary felt calmer than ever before.

"Um, Miss Mary?" Two beads of sweat dripped from Nian Zhuo's forehead; he clearly felt a sense of danger looming over him. "Yes, when did you get there?"

“I’ve been watching you two since you first started confronting each other,” Mary rubbed her forehead. “Can you please stop causing me trouble? You’ve only been here a few days, and you’ve already fought Galahad and then the leader of Group A. You even ended up in the infirmary. I’m starting to suspect you’ve got your eye on one of our medical staff.” Then, Mary looked at their clasped hands again. “And now you’re involved with Ophelia from Group A. Are you still my Servant who has a contract with me?”

“Director Mary, your wording is problematic,” Ophelia’s cold voice rang out. “This Heroic Spirit has toyed with my body!”

"!" "!" Both the director and Nianzhuo were shocked upon hearing this. Nianzhuo immediately retorted, "I didn't play with your body! I was just giving you a little lesson! A little lesson!" Then, turning to the shocked Mary, he said, "Hey, Master, don't believe his nonsense! I'm an upright person. You have to believe me!"

"In short, I will never forget the humiliation you inflicted upon me. Just you wait, Nianzhuo. Once I summon a heroic spirit even stronger than you, I will repay you tenfold." With that, he tossed his hair and walked out of the medical room.

Watching Ophelia's departing figure, Nianzhuo's gaze held a hint of sadness. "Summon a Heroic Spirit stronger than me... Then, I will rescue you from that hopeless Lostbelt. Just wait." He clenched his fists, then felt a sharp pain in his chest, and Nianzhuo returned to reality.

"What's wrong? You seem quite interested in Ophelia?" It was Director Mary, her hands glowing with blue magic circuits, indicating she had enhanced her body. "Why don't you go and sign a contract with her?" she asked with a kind smile, glancing at Nian Zhuo, who was chuckling to himself.

"Oh, my little Master, don't be angry. Since I signed the contract, I'm definitely yours now, at your beck and call. How could I possibly be lusting after Ophelia?" Nian Zhuo's tone shifted. "Or perhaps, our Director Mary is jealous? Ah—ouch!" His response was Mary's instantly turned back and a heel strike. Seeing Nian Zhuo clutching his foot in pain, Director Mary suddenly smiled. "I don't know why, but seeing you like this, as a Heroic Spirit, makes me feel a little more at ease." Hearing this, Nian Zhuo stood up and patted Mary's head.

“Since it can make things easier for you, then I’m happy to suffer more setbacks.” Nian Zhuo smiled with a hint of shame. “I’m sorry, your Heroic Spirit can’t share your burdens because I’m not perfect myself.” Suddenly, a pair of warm hands grasped his. Facing him was still Mary’s silver hair. Director Mary turned her face away, speaking in a voice only he could hear, “Actually, it’s alright. You’re willing to become my Heroic Spirit, and being able to help me relax and temporarily put aside those mountains of work is already very kind of you.” She didn’t let Nian Zhuo see her increasingly flushed face. Then she turned to him loudly and said, “What happened just now was just to thank you as a Heroic Spirit, don’t get the wrong idea!” Looking at Mary’s rosy face, which held a hint of playfulness and relaxation, Nian Zhuo was truly smitten with her this time.

“Ah, I understand, Master. Until the flame of my heart burns out, I will never abandon this contract.” After solemnly uttering these words, he watched Mary quickly flee with the excuse, “I have work to do later, you can go and wander around.” Nian Zhuo smiled helplessly and walked towards Dr. Roman.

“It’s time to respond to Mashu’s promise.” Nian Zhuo said hopefully, then his tone changed, “However, what a coincidence, running into you, you boring man.” Looking at Leif approaching, Nian Zhuo also wore a cruel smile.

"Indeed, Gui'an, Demon God Pillar," Nian Zhuo uttered the identity of the dying man with overwhelming killing intent.

My boring life in Chaldea

"Ah, good day, Professor Rafe," Nian Zhuo greeted the dark-haired man approaching with a wicked smile.

Clearly, Leif was also surprised by this unexpected encounter. He then removed his hat and placed it on his chest, bowing slowly in return. "Greetings, Tokiwa Sougo. Taking advantage of this meeting, I'd like to ask you a few questions." As he spoke, he pulled out a notebook, muttering to himself, "Tokiwa Sougo, what we know now is that you may not be your true name, and we can't find any information about you in the past. However, according to the information submitted by Ophelia, you claim to be a guardian, a hero from the future. Therefore, we need you to answer the questions about your true name, as well as the level and effect of your Noble Phantasm. Please." He looked at Nian Zhuo with a scrutinizing gaze, his tone leaving no room for refusal, "This is for the sake of Chaldea's comfort."

"That's really something, a very meticulous person." Recalling the evaluation of Leif he had seen in that world, this man's seriousness and hard work were even acknowledged by the Demon Pillar that later possessed him. He just didn't know if Leif was possessed by the Demon Pillar now. After thinking for a while, Nian Zhuo still gave his real name, "Yes, I am a Heroic Spirit from the future, the guardian of humanity. Tokiwa Sougo is just my alias. My real name is Nian Zhuo, a Heroic Spirit from the future China." Looking at Leif's information recorded in the notebook in front of him, Nian Zhuo continued to speak his information, "As for the Noble Phantasm, that's a secret of a Heroic Spirit. I'm sorry I can't tell you. If you were my Master, perhaps I could consider it? But the information I can unlock now is that my Noble Phantasm is a growth type. That's all, let's leave it at that." Without looking at Leif's expression, Nian Zhuo strode past him and headed towards Dr. Roman's infirmary, waving goodbye to him.

"Goodbye, Professor Rafe, and the Demon Lord Floros," Nian Zhuo said the last sentence in a voice only he could hear, and then he quickly distanced himself.

Professor Rafe simply lowered the brim of his hat and walked forward slowly, but his eyes, hidden in the shadows, suddenly opened, revealing a sinister smile.

"Ah, die, hero of humanity, Nian Zhuo! For the supreme plan of our king, you are doomed." Rafe toyed with the pen in his hand, and then left as well.

――――Location Divider――――

Knocking on Dr. Roman's door, it opened quickly, and the orange-haired doctor reappeared before Nian Zhuo, this time carrying a stack of books, seemingly on his way. Seeing Nian Zhuo outside, he was surprised. "Eh?! Zhuang Wu-kun, what are you doing here? Is there something you need?" He then scratched his head with one hand, still holding the books, and said with a smile, "Oh, actually I'm very busy right now. Can I talk to you after I'm done?" He was about to punch him when Nian Zhuo grabbed his shoulder. "Eh? Zhuang Wu-kun, what's this?" Only then did Nian Zhuo notice the change in his attire. Not only had his clothes changed to a gray long robe, but he was also wearing glasses, looking every bit the teacher.

"Let me confirm first, you're going to see Mashu, right?" Looking at Roman, Nianzhuo seemed relieved after receiving confirmation. "Ah, that's great! I promised Mashu I'd go see her, but I don't know her room number. So, Dr. Roman, please allow me to come with you." "Ha, alright, then come with me." After thinking for a moment, Roman decided to let Nianzhuo accompany him to see Mashu. After all, they'd know whether Mashu and he had made a promise soon enough. However, he still gave Nianzhuo a few serious words of advice: "However, I must remind you, Nianzhuo, that Mashu, due to some special reasons... has been born and raised in Chaldea and has never seen the outside world. We're currently teaching her knowledge and common sense through books, so Mashu might be a bit rigid in some ways." Unexpectedly, Nianzhuo waved his hand, interrupting the doctor's instructions. "Ah, I don't need to know that much, Dr. Roman. I just need to know that Mashu is a good girl. That's enough." Dr. Roman was surprised upon hearing this, then laughed.

"Yes, she's a good girl, and that's enough."

The journey was uneventful.

Upon reaching Mashu's door, it opened the instant Dr. Roman knocked. Mashu greeted the two with a cheerful smile, "Good day, Dr. Roman. And Mr. Nianzhuo, you kept your promise to me!" Nianzhuo simply waved and smiled in response, then entered Mashu's room with Roman, whose doubts had been dispelled.

It was simple and plain, without any decorations, but it was a very high-tech room, equipped with detectors and other machines. In short, it looked like a room where a lab rat lived. Roman then put down the book he was holding on the ground, sat down on Mashu's bed, and picked up a book to read.

“Mr. Nianzhuo, if you are a Heroic Spirit from the future, could you tell me about the scenery outside?” Mashu looked at Nianzhuo, who was sitting by the bed, with a serious gaze. “Whatever it is, whether it’s benevolence or scenery, I want to know.” Nianzhuo understood that this was the best way for Mashu to understand the outside world without violating Chaldea’s rules and Dr. Roman’s instructions. Nianzhuo naturally agreed to the request, then scratched his head and thought for a moment, “It should be 2016 now, right?” After receiving Mashu’s affirmative answer, Nianzhuo smiled, “Unfortunately, I don’t know what the world is like in 2016. Well then, I’ll tell you about what I’ve experienced and the people I’ve seen.”

Upon hearing this, Dr. Roman also began to listen to Nian Zhuo's account, as this was a good opportunity to learn about the heroic spirit before him, and also to promote Mash's growth.

"In my world, humanity wasn't so mysterious. People were just busy with their families and making a living every day." With a nostalgic look, Nianzhuo slowly recounted his world. "But in that world, humans could fly out of Earth and travel between stars. That's something your world doesn't have, is it?" He added with a hint of disdain for their underdeveloped technology. "I was born in a very peaceful country. I didn't have to worry about gunfights or my life. Crime existed, but it wasn't much, and the people were happy living in peace and prosperity. It was a golden age, and I had loving parents. I spent my childhood in that environment."

"Then, everything changed, after I saw that girl." Recalling Oma Zi-O's ambition in the Ex-Aid world, that embrace, Nian Zhuo continued his story with longing, "That girl aspired to become the most benevolent and kindest Demon King, but the world didn't believe her and instead condemned her as the most evil Demon King. But when I saw her, I felt that becoming a subject who could help her wouldn't be so bad after all." Then Nian Zhuo lay back on the ground, savoring his experience.

"After that, I realized I was too weak, so I made a pact with the Earth's restraining force and became a guardian. For the survival of humanity, and even more so so that one day I could stand proudly beside her, I answered the call and came to your Chaldea." Nian Zhuo finished speaking and let out a long sigh, smiling as he looked at the two stunned people before him. "So, that's my story. Isn't it quite different from the hero's tale you imagined?"

“No, that’s not it. I think anyone who strives for their own goals is a wonderful person, especially Mr. Nianzhuo, who is a Guardian, a hero who protects humanity,” Mashu said firmly. “No, no, in the end, Guardians are just a bunch of cleaners, only saving more people while killing a few.” Nianzhuo responded with a sarcastic remark, it was unclear whether he was mocking himself or Alaya, “But, ‘wonderful person’ means Mashu gave me a ‘friend zone’ card?” The next second, his tone turned teasing, Nianzhuo didn’t take it to heart. “Alright, now it’s time to introduce the scenery. Come on, Mashu, ask me any questions you like, I can talk about any scenery, even a Mayan temple in the jungle.”

"Well, let's start with this." Mashu, her attention diverted, immediately pulled out a book and pointed to the pictures printed on it, saying, "Excuse me, is there really a shrine at the top of Mount Fuji, and are there cherry blossoms at the foot of the mountain?" "Ah, Mount Fuji, there is indeed a shrine at the top, called Asama Shrine. If you pray there, the chances of your prayers being answered are probably very high. However, there are no cherry blossoms at the foot of Mount Fuji. It's an active volcano, though it hasn't erupted recently. But if you want to see cherry blossoms, you can go to the back of Yasukuni Shrine. There's a very long cherry blossom path there, but I'm a Chinese Heroic Spirit, so I have absolutely no good feelings towards Yasukuni Shrine."

“Then, next up is this,” Mashu opened another book. “Mount Everest, really over 8,000 meters, and even then, are there any living things?” “Yes, indeed. In my world, measurements show it to be over 8,000 meters, even close to 9,000 meters. But to say there are living things there would be wrong. The environment on Everest is very harsh, with all sorts of crevasses and avalanche zones. The people of that world didn't rely on magic; they just used mountaineering equipment to get up there. It was truly a feat.”

"Next up is the Great Wall of China. It's said that construction began in the Qin Dynasty. Is it really that old? It looks magnificent," Mashu asked, her interest growing stronger as she inquired about the beauty of the outside world.

"I'm asking you guys if this book is real or fake. While it's true the Great Wall existed during the Qin Dynasty, that section was destroyed long ago. What you're talking about now is the Great Wall built during the Ming and Qing Dynasties, but it's truly magnificent and a must-see." Nian Zhuo stroked his chin, trying hard to recall the scenery of those regions.

And so, time flew by in our question-and-answer session. Just as Nianzhuo was about to turn back and say goodbye to Mashu, he noticed Mashu bowing deeply to him. "Thank you, thank you so much, Mr. Nianzhuo, for helping me answer my questions today and for letting me understand the beauty of the outside world. Thank you so much!" Recalling how Roman thought Mashu was an overly earnest child, Nianzhuo could only pat Mashu's head and say, "It's me, Mashu. Thank you for your trust. I'll help you learn common sense in the future too. I'll answer any questions you have." After making this promise to Mashu to do the same next time, Nianzhuo and Dr. Roman left Mashu's room together.

"See? I told you Mashu is a good girl, didn't I?" Roman asked Nianzhuo with a smile, while changing Nianzhuo's danger rating in his notebook to low. Dr. Roman was showing off Mashu as if she were his own daughter.

"Ah, what a wonderful child. Only someone so pure deserves recognition," Nian Zhuo said ambiguously, turning to bid farewell to the doctor. "Well then, Dr. Roman, I'll take my leave now. I have some matters to attend to, so I won't see you off." Dr. Roman waved back. "Ah, yes, yes. You can also ask me any questions," Nian Zhuo nodded and walked in another direction.

Finally, things are getting back on track.

"Where should I go next?" Nian Zhuo rubbed his chin, pondering who he should visit next. "Hmm, Yu Ji won't do, because she doesn't know my true identity is a Chinese heroic spirit yet, and having too much contact with her now would easily expose my suspicions, so pass."

"Next, should we find Leonardo da Vinci? Although I met her once during my battle with the team leader, that genius did indeed create a remarkably perfect woman," Nian Zhuo recalled da Vinci's face, which even he found almost perfect, and his expression turned awkward as if he remembered something. "However, according to the doctor, my battle with the team leader was so intense that the training room was damaged. Repairing it will require da Vinci's resources, so I guess that girl will deduct my entire next month's salary. No way, pass."

"Then, go find Ophelia? That intellectual girl is indeed very cute, and quite serious too." However, thinking of the director's furious expression, Nianzhuo rejected the idea. "After all, Director Mary is also very cute, and besides, after doing that kind of thing to her, she probably wants to kill me right now. Sigh, pass." After finally rejecting the possibility of visiting everyone he could, Nianzhuo slumped weakly onto a chair in the aisle.

"I'm practically a cripple now.jpg" Just as Nian Zhuo was imitating Ge You's slouch, a silver-haired heroic spirit entered his field of vision.

"Oh, Nianzhuo, what are you doing here?" It was the pure knight, Galahad. His voice was as soft as a gentle breeze. No wonder this knight was so powerful, both in spirit and strength. Suddenly, an interesting plan flashed through Nianzhuo's mind.

"By the way, Galahad, could you please help me train my swordsmanship?" Nian Zhuo suddenly made this request, looking at the puzzled Galahad. "Ah, well, this just came to mind suddenly, so it's okay if you don't agree. I just want to become stronger. You've seen my Noble Phantasm and my strength; apart from the stat boost and the True Name Release of that Noble Phantasm, there's no real skill involved." Nian Zhuo scratched his head, fully aware of his weaknesses. "Ah, since this is such a sudden request, please consider it carefully. I really need your help."

“Of course, Mr. Nianzhuo, it would be my honor.” To everyone’s surprise, Galahad immediately agreed to his request. “Then let’s not delay. I happen to be free now, let’s go to the training room together.” He then pulled Nianzhuo along, and the two headed to the training room, which was under repair.

--Training Room--

Unexpectedly, as soon as Nianzhuo entered the training room, he saw that beautiful figure—it was Leonardo da Vinci, who was using her staff and green cubes to repair the damaged floor. Seeing the noise at the door, Leonardo da Vinci naturally turned around as well.

"Oh, didn't you see the 'Construction' sign at the door? If it's your first offense, fifty magic prisms will suffice as hush money. Ah! It's you!" Turning her head, she saw Galahad, and the face of that despicable man who had caused her so much trouble and left her with the bills! Ignoring Galahad's greeting, Da Vinci immediately used her magic to appear before Nian Zhuo, slamming a pile of papers down in front of him. "Look at this! Because of your fight with that blond man, I've lost so many magic prisms! Those are all resources! Resources! How are you going to compensate me?!"

Nian Zhuo was still in a daze, his brain completely blank from how fast things had unfolded. "Fine, whatever you say." "Then lend me your Noble Phantasm!" "Ah, no way, that's the crystallization of a Heroic Spirit. Find another condition." After much deliberation, Da Vinci finally found a way to fleece Nian Zhuo. "Since this bill is your fault, you have to take responsibility. How about this, this bill, plus my compensation for emotional and physical exhaustion, will be a year's salary for you~" (Actually, three months' salary would be enough, but in this situation, how can I not make a killing?)

"After all, I, Leonardo da Vinci, am not some kind of devil, am I?" Da Vinci said, pulling out the contract.

"Oh," Nianzhuo signed the document in a daze, then watched as Da Vinci, with a cheerful expression, said, "Please enjoy. If you ruin it, I'll fix it. Good luck to you both! And Mr. Nianzhuo, if you have any questions in the future, come to Da Vinci's workshop and ask me." He then ran off.

So once again, only Nianzhuo and Galahad remained on the field, and the scene looked exactly the same as the first time. "By the way, Galahad, why did you agree to my request?" Nianzhuo asked the question that mattered most to him.

“I swear to help anyone who asks for my help,” Galahad said, drawing his sword and holding the hilt to his face. “It is the virtue of a knight.” These few words, though simple, perfectly encapsulated the magnanimity and character of the pure knight before him. In my heart, even the most troubled soul felt a deep respect for this knight.

He then transformed into Zi-O, summoned the Time Limit Sword, looked at Galahad before him, and loudly swore, "I aspire to become the most benevolent, kindest, and strongest person. My true name is Nencho. Please guide me!"

“Knight of the Round Table, Galahad, please.” Galahad also assumed a fighting stance, and then, a gust of wind rose, and both of them vanished from their spots.

The two swords clashed violently together.

Even now, I am still not qualified to step onto the throne.

In the training ground, the sound of swords clashing echoed throughout the training room. Nian Zhuo, using the basic form of Zi-O combined with the Time Limit Sword, was fighting Galahad, who held a rapier in one hand. They had abandoned their Noble Phantasms and were simply comparing skills and strength. Even so, the air currents generated by their clashing blades constantly created strong winds, whipping their hair. Then, Nian Zhuo launched a side slash, but Galahad dodged it and then struck again, sending Nian Zhuo flying and crashing heavily to the ground.

Accompanied by a sound effect, Nian Zhuo's stamina reached its limit, and his Zi-O armor automatically deactivated. He then lay motionless on the ground.

Nian Zhuo, who was squinting (feeling defeated x1), hummed and snorted. Seeing this, Galahad rushed over and helped Nian Zhuo up. Nian Zhuo tried to stand up and walk, but almost collapsed after taking just one step. "Looks like I'll have to trouble you again, Galahad. I have absolutely no strength left, really, not a drop." Galahad naturally wouldn't refuse. After helping Nian Zhuo to a nearby chair, he also let out a long sigh.

"Phew~ It's been a long time since I've had such a serious swordsmanship match. Thank you, Nianzhuo." Nianzhuo looked at Galahad, who was standing next to him with a serious expression, and could only complain, "I was the one who came first, I was the one who suggested you help me train my swordsmanship. By the way, Galahad, do you have any suggestions for my swordsmanship?" Only then did he remember his original purpose, and he quickly asked Galahad, who was deep in thought upon hearing the question.

“Um, Mr. Nianzhuo, you seem to have never received any swordsmanship training, and have no foundation in it at all?” Galahad’s face also showed a hint of embarrassment, after all, that was the impression Nianzhuo had given him earlier. “His swordsmanship is wide and sweeping, he doesn’t know how to control his strength, his footwork is unsteady, and his breathing is not smooth. Um, if I offended you, I’m sorry.” After saying that, he put his hands together to express his apology to Nianzhuo.

Unexpectedly, the expected rebuttal didn't come. Looking up, he saw Nian Zhuo's calm acceptance. "Ah, yes, as expected of Galahad. I'm really not a trained fighter. In fact, before becoming a Heroic Spirit, I'd basically never touched a sword, let alone practiced swordsmanship. So, can you teach me?" Nian Zhuo, after all, was a former otaku. He knew all the terms Galahad used, but his otaku nature made him unwilling to exercise. So, this athletically clueless Nian Zhuo, now empowered by Zi-O, could still spar with the historically famous Pure Knight Galahad, demonstrating the power of the Zi-O armor. But those were just external things; losing the driver and becoming a chicken on a chopping block was something Nian Zhuo didn't want to see. Therefore, he needed to constantly strengthen his physical strength, constantly hone his skills, hone himself into steel, tempered steel through countless trials, so that he could become an unshakeable iron wall! Only then could he protect those important to him behind him!

"So, Galahad, I beg you! Please teach this blank slate, this weak me," Nian Zhuo stood up and bowed deeply to the Heroic Spirit before him. "I want to become stronger, and I will endure any kind of training for that. So please discipline me! Galahad, no, Master!" Seeking help from the Heroic Spirit before him, Nian Zhuo knew that he was not yet strong enough to face the future. Whether it was the Demon Pillars, the Singularities, or the Heroic Spirits blessed by the Holy Grail, he could not defeat them now.

"Let's set a small goal first: defeat the Black King!" A flame ignited in his eyes, and Nian Zhuo clenched his fists.

(Nian Zhuo unleashes his full power; the genius is invincible, and the Emperor is unstoppable.) Author's whisper

The approaching malice (Chapter 1 officially begins)

And so, Nian Zhuo settled down in Chaldea, finding himself a room of his own. He spent his days teasing Director Mary, teasing Miss Ophelia, practicing swordsmanship with Galahad, and learning about the world with Mashu—his life was quite fulfilling. Besides, he could occasionally visit Leonardo da Vinci to discuss magic. Time passed quietly like this.

"My name is Nianzhuo, I'm 18 years old, unmarried, and live in room 10086 of Chaldea. I work in Chaldea and have to work overtime until 8 pm every day before I can go home. I don't smoke, and I only drink a little alcohol. I go to bed at 11 pm and make sure I get 8 hours of sleep every night. Before bed, I always drink a glass of warm milk, then do 20 minutes of aerobics, get into bed, and fall asleep immediately, sleeping soundly until dawn. I never carry fatigue or stress into the next day. Even Dr. Roman says I'm very normal."

Closing her diary and watching the constantly trembling clock, Nianzhuo lay on her bed, calculating the arrival of the story's beginning.